Nah, no one CG related. He was my pen pal back in like 5th grade and his mom and my mom always exchange a bunch of candy around Christmas (Scotland has awesome chocolate ). Now we're Facebook friends, this is actually the first time we've met in person though.

Tomorrow we're going to Great Adventure and them Monday back into the city just to walk around and do some sightseeing.

Crossposting this message from another forum, it's the same story so it don't matter none.

I got this spontaneous urge to read this terrible, several hundred page long anthology I wrote starting when I was 13. It's absolutely abysmal but I want to keep reading it. There's things I've forgotten about but then come right back in a snap as soon as I read them. Characters who were introduced once and never again, but I still picture them clear in my head. Over the ~50 pages I've read so far, there has been a teaspoon's worth of actual funny material that could be used outside of this context.

But I'm not reading it to dig for gold. I just had a craving to revisit that time in my life, which was disproportionately well-documented. I kept diaries at the time but this story contains mostly the same material and is a lot less depressing. It's no gem, I had this bad habit of including millions of unimportant details that had no relevance or humor to add, but in a strange way it's really representative of my life at that time. It's fascinating to me. Sometimes I forget I ever was 13 or 14 years old, or forget just how "old" a person feels at that age. I look at kids that age now and just see them as that, as kids, but the seeds of adult mentality have been planted. This story is pedantic and terrible and reminds me of what a horrible person I was at that age, but it's oddly comforting to me. Both in a "look how far I've come" way and a "I guess things will work out okay" way.

It helps that it's a slice-of-life high school drama type story and I kept putting references to popular songs and brand names of the time. It's bizarre to think that these things are no longer relevant, that nearly a decade has passed. Things and lifestyles I'd long forgotten about-remember life before Facebook and iPods?- but somehow seem so accessible still, if I wander down the memory path a little bit.

Good god, I want to just devour this thing whole, just shove the whole thing right away and then filter it through my baleen bristles and savor what remains of quality. I want to be done reading it because it's so terrible, but I'm relishing it because the nostalgia is so pure, like finest maple syrup, just a taste of it brings back such strong memories and feelings. My aspirations from the time, my thought processes, the things I held dear and the things I should have cared more about.

If only you could have gotten your parents to publish it you could have been Paolini before Paolini was Paolini.

I keed, but I feel the exact same way when I look back on some of my really old comics. I mean talk about bad. I want to travel back in time and rub it in my stupid face. "LOOK HOW MUCH YOU SUUUUUUUUCK!"

It's like, I almost want to post excerpts of it here to share how bad it is, but it's not even bad enough to come back 'round to being funny again. It's just long winded and terrible.

You know, at one point I started converting it to comic form but didn't get very far because of the long-windedness and unnecessary longness. I tried to edit as I went along but there really is so little actual content among the millions of details that there wasn't much worth keeping for the comic, so I gave up.

Maybe I'll try to scan a few of those pages though. I forget whether it predates BGA chronologically so I'm not sure whether it's artistically better or worse than that; I can attest that BGA is lightyears more well-written than this nameless story. If I find anything good I'll post it, though.

Ha ha!Cuddly you inspired me to look back through my screenplay archives (especially the many iterations of Flying Tigers), man did I write some crap.Even funnier are some of the notes and ideas that never made it to the scripting stage.

NO I'm not going to post anything.

Deviantart~tumblr"Your service is to the story and to the characters. Fuck the audience and fuck your own whims." - Yeahduff

RobboAKAscooby wrote:Ha ha!Cuddly you inspired me to look back through my screenplay archives (especially the many iterations of Flying Tigers), man did I write some crap.Even funnier are some of the notes and ideas that never made it to the scripting stage.

NO I'm not going to post anything.

It's so much fun isn't it???? magoodness

We're going to have to have another character evolution thread. We haven't had one since the last time i made one, when i was a freshblood back in '09.

edited to add because i feel the need to keep you guys updated even though it literally means nothing to anyone- i'm getting to a part that actually has some pretty good quotes now. The plot is still shit, nothing's happening and nothing's ever going to happen, but there've been some good lines. Also depressingly some storylines that parallel present situations in my life.

My teenage work splits strictly between works of some pretension and purely comical works. First ones obviously suck, and I'd never finish them anyway, but I am always surprised at how fun the other group is. I'm convinced that I've lost ability to draw such funny, genuinely anarchic comics (yes I've always drawn comics, not your fancy novels and screenplays). But my jam entries are somewhat in the same vein, I guess.The most ridiculous thing is that single most important influence on those comics was this comic. Now there's something I can't bare to read nowadays.I'm planning to use some of my old stuff for a new comic project via a partial autobiography of some sort. It's a kind of tone that'd be hard to get right now, and it probably represents those years better than anything.

I'm glad to have spent the entire day by myself in my apartment slacking off. Had no obligations. Did have lots of work today. But I couldn't be buggered on it. So I just did nothing. It was magnificent. I miss these days.

<KittyKatBlack> You look deranged. But I mean that in the nicest way possible. ^_^;